Job 24
1 “Why are not times laid up by the Almighty? Why do not those who know him see his days?
“Nu ka ŋuti Ŋusẽkatãtɔ la meɖo ɣeyiɣiwo ɖi hena ʋɔnudɔdrɔ̃ o? Nu ka ta ame siwo nyae la nanɔ mɔ kpɔm na ŋkeke siawo dzodzro?
2 There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them.
Amewo ɖea liƒokpewo ɖa, wokplɔa lãha siwo wofi la yia gbeɖuƒee.
3 They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
Wokplɔa tsyɔ̃eviwo ƒe tedziwo dzonae eye woxɔa ahosi ƒe nyi abe awɔbanu ene.
4 They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
Wotutua asi hiãtɔwo ɖa le mɔƒome eye wozia ame dahe siwo katã le anyigba dzi la dzi be woasi abe.
5 Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go out to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children.
Ame dahewo ɖoa gbe nɔa nuɖuɖu dim abe gbetedziwo le gbegbe ene eye kuɖiɖinyigbawo dia nuɖuɖu na wo viwo.
6 They cut their food in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.
Woŋe gbe le agblewo dzi na lãwo eye wofɔa nuku siwo ge la le ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe waingblewo me.
7 They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.
Esi avɔ mele wo si o ta la womlɔ anyi ƒuƒlu le zã me eye naneke meli woatsyɔ le vuvɔ me o.
8 They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter.
Tsi ƒoa wo tea wo ŋu nyuie le towo dzi, wokuna ɖe agakpewo ŋu elabena bebeƒe meli o.
9 There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,
Woɖea tsyɔ̃evi le no nu eye woxɔa ame dahe ƒe vi ɖe fe si wònyi la nu.
10 so that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves.
Esi wònye avɔ mele wo si o ta la, wole yiyim amama, wolé lu bablawo ɖe ta, evɔ dɔ le wo wum.
11 They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst.
Wole amiti ƒe ku tum le te dzi, wofiaa wain le wainfiaƒewo gake tsikɔ le wo wum.
12 From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God does not regard the folly.
Ame siwo le kudɔ ƒom ƒe ŋeŋe de dzi le dua me kɔtɔɔ eye ame siwo xɔ abi la ƒe luʋɔwo le ɣli dom be woaxɔ na yewo, gake Mawu mebu fɔ ame aɖeke be edze agɔ o.
13 “These are of those who rebel against the light. They do not know its ways, nor stay in its paths.
“Ame aɖewo li siwo tsi tsitre ɖe kekeli la ŋu, ame siwo menya eƒe mɔwo alo zɔ eƒe toƒewo o.
14 The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.
Ne viviti do la, hlɔ̃dola la tsona hewua ame dahewo kple hiãtɔwo, le zã me la, enɔa zɔzɔm abe fiafitɔ ene
15 The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye will see me.’ He disguises his face.
Ahasitɔ ƒe ŋku nɔa viviti lalam, egblɔna le eƒe susu me be, ‘Ŋku aɖeke makpɔm o,’ eye wòɣlaa eƒe mo.
16 In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They do not know the light.
Le viviti me la, amewo gbãa ʋɔ, gena ɖe aƒewo me gake ne ŋu ke la, wonɔa xɔ me tua ʋɔ ɖe wo ɖokuiwo nu elabena womedi kekeli ƒe nya aɖeke o.
17 For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.
Ke wo katã la, viviti tsiɖitsiɖie le na wo abe ŋdikekeli ene eye wodzea xɔ̃ viviti ƒe ŋɔdzinuwo.
18 “They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They do not turn into the way of the vineyards.
“Evɔ la, futukpɔ ko wonye le tsi ŋgɔ, woƒoa fi dea anyigba ƒe akpa si nye woƒe gome ale be ame aɖeke mayi ɖe waingblewo me le afi ma o.
Abe ale si dzoxɔxɔ kple kuɖiɖi kplɔa tsikpe si lolõ la dzonae ene la, nenemae yɔdo kplɔa ame siwo wɔa nu vɔ̃ la hã dzonae. (Sheol h7585)
20 The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.
Vidzidɔ ŋlɔa wo be, wozua nuɖuɖu na ŋɔviwo, womegaɖoa ŋku ame vɔ̃ɖiwo dzi o, ke boŋ woŋena abe atilɔ ene.
21 He devours the barren who do not bear. He shows no kindness to the widow.
Wohaa konɔwo kple vimanɔsitɔwo eye womekpɔa nublanui na ahosiwo o.
22 Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.
Gake Mawu kplɔa kalẽtɔwo dzonae kple eƒe ŋusẽ. Togbɔ be woli ke hã la, kakaɖedzi mele wo si be woanɔ agbe o.
23 God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.
Ɖewohĩ ana woaɖe dzi ɖi abu be yewole dedie gake eƒe ŋkuwo le woƒe mɔwo ŋu.
24 They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.
Wodoa wo ɖe dzi ɣeyiɣi kpui aɖe, tete wo nu va yina, woɖiɖia wo ɖe anyi eye wokuna abe bubuawo katã ko ene ale woŋea wo abe ale si woŋea bli le bliti ŋu ene.
25 If it is not so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”
“Ne mele alea o la, ame kae aɖe aʋatso nam eye wòana nye nyawo nazu tofloko?”
